There is hardly anybody good for everything, and there is scarcely anybody who is absolutely good for nothing.

The New Year is the season in which custom seems more particularly to authorize civil and harmless lies, under the name of compliments. People reciprocally profess wishes which they seldom form and concern which they seldom feel.

Women, then, are only children of a larger growth

There never were, since the creation of the world, two cases exactly parallel.

Good humor is the health of the soul, sadness is its poison.

The rich are always advising the poor, but the poor seldom return the compliment.

Few people do business well, who do nothing else.